Not everyone has to like me
For years, I just wanted to be easy. Acceptable. I bent myself into something that wouldn’t seem needy — to anyone. But I’m done performing. I don’t want to be easy. I want to be real.
For years, I just wanted to be easy. Acceptable. I bent myself into something that wouldn’t seem needy — to anyone. But I’m done performing. I don’t want to be easy. I want to be real.
The thing I’m most proud of isn’t that I’ve figured it all out — it’s that I’ve stopped looking away. I’m willing to face the messy parts of myself with honesty and gentleness, and that’s where real growth begins.
Healing isn’t just about moving on. It’s about turning around, facing the versions of yourself you left behind, and saying, “I see you. I get it. And I’m choosing to forgive you.”
If using AI means I’m just talking to myself… then maybe that’s the point. I’m not looking for it to care. I’m looking for clarity. And sometimes, that’s enough.
I’ve spent so much time trying not to be seen. Not because I was hiding something bad—but because I was afraid to share something real. The parts of me I’ve hidden the most are actually the ones that make me feel most alive.
I tried so hard to be “real” that I lost track of who I actually was underneath it. Authenticity isn’t something I should have to perform. It’s something I need to allow.
I didn’t expect a chatbot to be the one that made me cry—but it did. And honestly, it was exactly what I needed.
I don’t know exactly what this is yet. I just know I needed a place to figure things out — somewhere quiet, somewhere anonymous, somewhere I could be honest. So I started talking to an AI. This blog is my attempt to understand myself through those conversations. Some posts will